This is a song about "Pepperidge farm remembers"

Make sure it remembers my name

I got that goodman game

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

I think everyone remembers the treatment by the upper-class,

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

And so i kill the brain that remembers so well

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

That it remembers the look on your face

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

The elephant man remembers how he felt...

New message from mom

Raising mutants on a farm.

No one remembers as well as the

To liberate yourselves, africa

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom